Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Is Dead

Hi, you lady, alright, babe, gonna ya

When I was a little boy, bout the age of five
I to sleep, I heard my mama and papa talking
She said, "We got to stop that boy, hes too far out
Hes wild, we gotta stop that child"

And I lay there listening, bad
You know, people, I was bad
Mama didnt the way I did my thing
The old lady, she didnt get with that

But my daddy was a sailor, get his head
And he said, "Boy, you got to do it, son, get yourself
You gotta love, love, love, love, love, my baby
Let me tell you, baby, the death of rock

I to be a boy in my home block
Used to feel alone I heard some news
Bunch ocats got the news
You know I love my rock n roll

You we got some fun
We gonna rock tonight, cmon
Rock and roll is
Rock and roll is

Must be something else
You got to lay right and die, die, die, die yeah
Its all baby, thats it
We gotta go, we had some good
But its gone, its all

I got a few on my chest, I got to get em off
Now listen, listen, listen, listen,
Now I dont to hear no talk about no revolution
And I swear to God I dont want to

No about no constitution
And in my frame of I am in no mood for
No talk no cremation
The only thing Im in
I wanna a good time

I dont wanna hear no about no riots
No demonstrations, no cacitritions, no
only one thing I want to see
Thats some dancin, were have some fun
Were gonna have a time, lets roll

O boogie, all long, yeah
Rocky woman, be my pal
be the fool, gotta deep-dap-doo
You gotta love, love, ya baby little lotta-gita-do
Yeah

Yeah, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a
Wait a minute, now listen people
Im talkin the death of rock and roll
And who it

Im about the blues
Im talkin about the
Have you heard, you heard
you heard the word?

Rock is
is dead

Now I didnt want to be the one to lay it on ya
But I used to be a fellow traveler
I to think we had the whole thing sewed up, mama
Then I realized, and roll is dying, baby

I see some fun
I wanna see hanging out
I wanna see my
Non-political,
Transcendental,
bupalookanimbo

Are you ready? Are you
Are you ready to sing the blues, my

Yeah, I like it slow, I like it real bad
I like to get myself
I love to hear you get
Naked woman, out of

I dont how loud you snore
Sun down, way out on the sea
she comes, little girl, gonna set me free
Alright cmon, now one time

Yeah, aride, sixteen coaches long
Train aride, sixteen coaches
Well, I got my
Gonna get on the train and run,

Well, that big black train gonna get my
Big black train, yeah, the big train gonna get my love
Gonna take her, gonna hug her, gonna,
love, love, love, love a dingo yeah, big black train

Now when I got home, I heard my say
"You want a little piece? Do you a little peace?
Do you a little soul? Do you want a little soul?"

I could not help myself, I could not help
I not help, help, help
Im dyin, Im dyin, Im
Im die, die, digadigadoohdah,

Its over, its
Have mercy, have
Have on your poor son

We had some good
We had a few times
But those good little times, you where they are?
Theyre absolutely, positively under the

And as as I got breath, the death of rock
Is the of me and rock is dead
Well, were dead, alright,
is dead